"Of course he drank, otherwise he would let me go under the knife, but I only gave him half of the drink, so... if he wants to return to his previous appearance, he has to endure the pain. If he doesn't want to, he can always go without someone.
Just run away!" Leng Bingxin raised her eyebrows, not feeling at all how cruel her actions were.
"Do you have a grudge against him?" Gu Daozi choked, never expecting that his apprentice, in addition to bullying his master and destroying his ancestors, also had the advantage of being ruthless.
"Back then, he almost strangled me to death. Now, I just got some interest back today, which is an advantage for him!" When he changed his skin, Leng Bingxin really wanted to kill Ye Hongyi with a knife, but in view of his current situation
Given the situation, she didn't dare to be too arrogant. Although she had a protective master, she had been in Yanchi Country for a long time and Leng Bingxin naturally knew that people from the Imperial Religion were not easy to mess with.
"That's all, are you sure he has returned to his previous appearance?" Gui Daozi turned to look at Ye Hongyi, then looked at Leng Bingxin.
"Don't worry, after all, I am also a close disciple of your majestic master of skin painting, Kidaozi, and there will be no mistakes in my actions!" Leng Bingxin threw away the blade in her hand as she spoke, and looked at Kidaozi confidently.
"Damn girl, you are finally willing to admit that I am your master! When he is hurt enough, you will send him to the priest's house and hand him over to that boy Qi Canglan!" Gui Daozi was called master by Leng Bingxin, and his heart felt like
It was as sweet as honey, so there was no time to care whether Ye Hongyi was in pain or not.
Looking at the room in front of him that was not gorgeous but still somewhat elegant, Diao Diao twisted his slender waist and walked to Yao Mowan's side.
"Master, do you really want to demolish it?" After all, it is Qi Canglan's mansion. Now that the owner is away, it is not easy to demolish the house, right? Diao Diao hesitated for a moment.
"Demolish it!" Yao Mowan can't control so much. Life is short. If she is allowed to stay in such a shabby room, then she would be better off dead. For some reason, Yao Mowan always feels that her life before she lost her memory has been so long.
It's very luxurious! Diao Diao raised his eyebrows. Anyway, her mission was to get close to Yao Mowan and gain her trust. As long as there were no problems in principle, she would do whatever Yao Mowan said.
"You guys haven't done anything yet!" When Diao Diao waved his sleeves, there were a dozen craftsmen carrying hammers and trying to smash the house in front of them.
"Wait a minute!" Just as the craftsman was rowing his arms and rolling up his sleeves, a clear voice floated over. Yao Mowan and Diao Diao heard the sound and saw a woman in moon-white clothes walking towards them. The beauty
Ruyu refers to the woman in front of her. She bends her slender waist and takes a slight step. Her bright wrists are covered with light gauze. Her muscles are like gelatin and her aura is like orchid. The beauty of the woman lies in being dust-free. She is like Chang'e in the moon. It makes people feel like one before their eyes.
Bright.
"Who is Diao Diao? It turns out to be the Saint Huan Luo." Although Diao Diao is as famous as Huan Luo, he usually dislikes Huan Luo's aloof appearance. It's like he is the snow lotus on the top of the iceberg, and everyone else is...
It is the lotus flower blooming in the wild pond.
"What are you doing?" Huan Luo walked up to the craftsman without even looking at Diao Diao and looked at him coldly.
"Go back to the Holy Maiden, we are here to demolish the house." Craftsman A responded with great respect.
"What does demolishing a house mean? Do you know how to speak? Let's start again!" Diao Diao stepped forward with a hint of threat in his voice.
"Uh... Back to Saint Huanluo, we are here to redecorate this room." Craftsman A immediately changed his words.
"I don't allow it, please go!" Huan Luo waved her hand coldly and said nothing. The craftsmen did not dare to neglect, and they wanted to leave, but were stopped by Diao Diao.
"you……"
"You guys continue, anyone who dares to walk will have their legs broken." Before Diao Diao could speak, Yao Mowan stepped forward, her quiet eyes shining like the cold moon falling on Huan Luo. The craftsman behind him was in trouble, although he heard
It is said that the Imperial Religion has newly consecrated a saint, but Huan Luo is an old man after all and cannot afford to offend her.
"You are deaf! Didn't you hear what Saint Wan'er said clearly?" Diao Diao waved his fist and glared at the craftsmen in front of him. It was like what they were used to, but he didn't even listen to her words.
"Saint Wan'er? Humph, are you the master of this place?" Listening to the Diao Diao title, a trace of disdain flashed in Huan Luo's eyes.
"Then you are?" Yao Mowan saw the sarcasm and disdain in Huan Luo's eyes, and felt quite conflicted in her heart. Since they are both saints, who has the right to look down on the other!
"You!" Just when Huan Luo was about to take action, Diao Diao rushed in front of Yao Mowan, his fists eager to test. At almost the same time, Qi Canglan, who had been standing behind Huan Luo for a long time, almost moved between the two of them.
.
"That's all, let's tear it down." Qi Canglan didn't want Huan Luo to be in a hurry and do something bad, so he compromised and spoke.
"Canglan, she is going to demolish your mansion now! How can you indulge her like this!" Huan Luo did not expect that Qi Canglan would side with Yao Mowan, and her heart suddenly went cold.
"The high priest likes our master, so naturally he should be more indulgent! Does someone want to cry? Don't, it will affect the image!" Although Diao Diao doesn't like Qi Canglan, he can't stand Huan Luo for a day.
She pesters others like a pug all day long, saying things like "I'm doing this for your own good" all day long. Those who know she is a saint, but those who don't know think she is the Virgin!
"Diao Diao!" Huan Luo's clear eyes looked at Diao Diao like fire, as if she wanted to stun him with her gaze.
"Huan Luo, please go back first. I will look for you later." Seeing that the atmosphere was becoming increasingly tense, Qi Canglan issued an eviction order.
"Canglan..." Huanluo looked at Qi Canglan aggrievedly, with a cold feeling in her heart. Seeing that Qi Canglan had no intention of staying, Huanluo had no choice but to turn around, and before leaving, her eyes as cold as ice turned around Diao Diao
, shot straight at Yao Mowan.
It's not that Yao Mowan didn't feel Huan Luo's malice, but she didn't care. Of course, Yao Mowan was not conceited, but wanted to use this matter to see her status clearly in the eyes of these people. Obviously, those craftsmen were still more afraid of Huan Luo,
He even has taboos against his own maid Diao Diao, but when she looks at herself
, there is nothing but curiosity. And Diao Diao, as a maid, dared to confront Huan Luo. It seems that she still underestimated this charming girl beside her. As for Qi Canglan, although he promised that he would be similar
Despite his arrogant behavior, his eyes were directed towards Huan Luo.
It’s so complicated! Yao Mowan couldn’t help but raise her eyebrows, amnesia? Loss of martial arts? She doesn’t have to believe anything just a passerby says!
It wasn't until Huan Luo left that Qi Canglan turned around.
"Get ready. After the morning court tomorrow, I will follow this priest to see the emperor." The wind blew up, lifting Qi Canglan's long hair as beautiful as the moonlight. The god-like man stood in front of Yao Mowan, but in exchange for Yao Mowan's
Indifferently.
What a bold woman! Qi Canglan experienced Yao Mowan's arrogance and domineering spirit from the bottom of her heart for the second time, and she felt quite uncomfortable. The untouchable in his mouth seemed to want to be above him.
mean.
"Who is the high priest?" At this moment, Leng Bingxin pushed Ye Hongyi and appeared in front of Qi Canglan and others.
"Master, this is Ghost Daozi's disciple. He is here on a special mission." The housekeeper is an old man who is over sixty years old. Everyone calls him Uncle Zhong.
"I know, leave the person behind, you...this is your masterpiece?" The moment he saw Ye Hongyi, Qi Canglan's face suddenly became clouded. His face was still the same, just like Ye Hongyi at that time.
Not bad at all, but no matter how long Liu Hai is on his forehead, he can't block the word 'animal' on it!
"What? The high priest wants to give you some advice?" Leng Bingxin raised her eyebrows and looked at the handsome silver-haired guy in front of her. Her tone of voice seemed provocative. It is true that as a closed disciple of Ghost Daozi, he was changing his skin.
In this regard, who would dare to advise her except Ghost Daozi!
Seeing that Qi Canglan was silent, Leng Bingxin was about to retract his gaze and leave, when his eyes fell on Yao Mowan as if frozen, and tears welled up in his eyes.
"Master? Master, why are you here?" Leng Bingxin rushed towards Yao Mowan in ecstasy, but was stopped by Diao Diao.
"Don't scream, she is a saint of the Imperial Church, not your master." Diao Diao's martial arts skills are comparable to Qi Canglan, and he naturally and effortlessly blocked Leng Bingxin and Yao Mowan. Almost at the same time,
Ye Hongyi's cold eyes shot towards the direction Leng Bingxin rushed towards, his overwhelming hatred clearly revealed.
"Does this saint know you?" Yao Mowan walked around Leng Bingxin with tiny steps and walked towards Ye Hongyi step by step.
"Saint... you are a saint! Hahaha!" Ye Hongyi laughed wildly, and the hatred in his eyes rolled like a huge wave. At such a close distance, Yao Mowan deeply felt the murderous aura coming from Ye Hongyi.
.Even if the revenge of killing one's father and killing one's mother is nothing more than this.
"Master! You don't know him? He is Ye Hongyi, who is worse than a beast! It was he who killed your eldest sister with his own hands and beat your nephew to death! Master, I am Leng Bingxin!" Leng Bingxin looked at him.
Something unusual happened to Yao Mowan, so I warned him urgently.
Yao Mowan's eyes were a little confused. As Leng Bingxin said, what reason did the man in front of her have to look at her like this? Yao Mowan was a little confused.
"It's a mess! Uncle Zhong, put this person in a secret room for me." Qi Canglan paid attention to Yao Mowan for a long time. Only when he was sure that she did not recognize Ye Hongyi at all did he feel relieved. The housekeeper did not dare to neglect after hearing this.
He immediately pulled Ye Hongyi, who was still laughing wildly, towards the back garden.
"Master! Why don't you even recognize Bing Xin! What happened?" Leng Bingxin is not as easy to deal with as Ye Hongyi, and no matter how Diao Diao tries to stop him, Leng Bingxin will pounce on Yao Mowan.
If it wasn't for Gui Daozi's habit of guarding his shortcomings, Diao Diao would have knocked him down with one punch, saving himself the trouble of blocking.
"Ghost sister, don't be ridiculous. This is a saint from the Imperial Religion. Her name is Wan'er. Why don't you bow down to the saint yet!" If even Ye Hongyi couldn't recognize her, Qi Canglan was sure that Yao Mowan wouldn't be able to recognize her either.
Cold heart.
"Your sister! Go away!" Leng Bingxin shook off Diao Diao's hand and was about to step forward, but Qi Canglan slapped her acupuncture points twice.
"Ghost sister, you should know what kind of job you are in. Now that you see Saint Wan'er, are you really worth being so excited?" Qi Canglan's words were like enlightenment, making Leng Bing suddenly wake up. Yes! She is not only a
A disguise artist is still a skin painter, so what's so strange about seeing two identical faces?
While Leng Bing was thinking, Qi Canglan had already unblocked Leng Bingxin's acupuncture points.
"You guys are so plotting! Hmph!" Leng Bingxin glanced at Yao Mowan in confusion, then waved her sleeves and left. Seeing Leng Bingxin's figure fade out of her sight, Yao Mowan's eyes darkened, conspiracy? What kind of conspiracy is it?
What? What role did you play in this conspiracy? Wan'er? Is her name really Wan'er?
There are too many questions swirling in Yao Mowan's mind waiting for her to answer them one by one, but she is not in a hurry now.
"What are you still doing? Take it apart." Yao Mowan said casually, with no ripple in her deep eyes from beginning to end. Hearing Yao Mowan's words, Qi Canglan couldn't help but look sideways. She just saw her
Do you have no doubts in your heart? If you do, why don't you ask? Yao Mowan, what a deep city!
In the cold winter, the Dachu Imperial Palace has been covered with snow for nearly a month. The goose-feather-like snow is still floating in the air, and the lead-colored sky has not cleared up for a long time.